“Claire…”
“Claire…”
There was this uncomfortable feeling in my chest, like something heavy was placed on top of it but I couldn’t tell what was really going on because what I could only see were flashes of red lights and my blurry vision wasn’t helping at all. The place was so foggy, like the clouds from the sky descended down to obscure something out of my sight. There were flashes of light that made the area look like it came from the worst nightmare, yet I didn’t feel threatened at all.
But there was this booming sound of thunder and a faint voice of someone calling my name. The sound was so familiar and my eyes immediately widened after I confirmed I was right.
It was Edison.
I saw him sitting on an old slab of stone inside a dark, freezing dungeon with a small window, just wide
